Chapter Eight

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Philip's POV

I wake up in the morning surrounded by warmth and limbs. I frown and stare at the ground for a minute. What happened last night? I chew on my lip as I think and let my hands rest on those around my waist.

They're George's hands.

My eyes widen and I hear him groan from behind me. His face is tucked into my neck and arms holding me tightly.  His normal color has retirned and his skin isnt feverish. I guess he's feeling better.

"George..." I nudge him and he whines back. I give him a few minutes before his eyes pop open and he looks at me with wide eyes.

"Whats the hell are we doing? And what the hell did we do last night?" He studies me. I make a small note that he hasn't let go yet but dont give it much mind.

"Well, you kissed me last night and we fell asleep like this. " I shrug. His eyes widenand body freezes up.

"What?" I cock my head.

"You're really pretty ." I roll my eyes and smile.

"Thank you Geroge."

A/N: short update I know, but I've been really busy and I will be really busy for the next few days. Ill update when I can.

I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas by the way!

-Ken


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